More full of wisdom than the speech of sage.
We two have loved, and have outlived the laws
Of love, e'en as these bones survive their flesh
With awful vigour gleaming strangely fresh
Amid the ruin of their natal cause,
A peg on which the gods may hang their wit!
We two have cast each other in the flame
Of searing passion, that we deemed was life.
Alas! those fiery billows flowing rife
Upon the sand, they have defaced love's name,